Reborn in the 96 golden generation

Chapter 171
O'Neill's trio immediately launched an offensive, but this time, Van Exel and Kersey's interspersed running positions were locked up. In desperation, O'Neill had to forcefully hit the basket.

Facing Kemp's desperate top defense, O'Neal slipped to the bottom line, made a quick back turn and followed by a nimble little jump, and succeeded in a one-handed dunk!
"41:37", the Lakers once again narrowed the point difference to four points. At the same time, the O'Neal trio also led the Zhou Yu duo by "4:2".

The "magician" in the commentary seat also sighed after seeing it:

"In the past, I thought O'Neill was just a 'living treasure' who could be funny, but unexpectedly, he is still an unstoppable 'living donkey'."

"Senior, do you think this 'live donkey' can go on forever in this match?"

Susan covered her mouth and suppressed a smile.

"It's hard to say. We didn't have this kind of monster insider in that era. If Kareem Abdul-Jabbar played like him back then, he would have retired a long time ago."

The "magician" expressed his feelings.

"Senior, do you mean that O'Neal may retire early due to excessive wear and tear?"

Susan asked with great interest.

"It should be like this. The career of the power stream is obviously shorter than that of the technical stream."

The "magician" nodded in affirmation.

"Well, I think so too. Fortunately, the Lakers still have Wang Zhizhi, the representative of the technical stream. Sooner or later O'Neal's retirement will not have too much impact."

Susan smiled proudly.

"Actually, it doesn't necessarily mean that Wang Zhizhi is more evergreen than O'Neal. Basketball skills also need to be supported by a certain amount of strength. If the difference in strength is only made up by technology, it will take a lot of effort on the ankles and knees. You must know that for a player For professional basketball players, the ankles and knees are the most important and the most vulnerable."

"The Magician" was blunt.

"Senior, what you said makes sense. It seems that Wang Zhizhi should still pay attention to passing the ball in the future. Not only can he stay young forever, but he can also get the title of 'magician'."

Susan said in a strange way.

"Su commented that what route a player takes depends on his own conditions and the needs of the team. The reason why I paid attention to passing the ball back then was because Kareem Abdul-Jabbar was a space-based interior line and needed my passing to create opportunities, while O'Neal It belongs to the point-and-point inside line and can create opportunities by itself.”

"Magician" smiled wryly.

Susan pursed her lips, turned her head to the camera, and said in a cadence:

"Senior Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, did you hear, 'Magician' said that you are nothing without his pass, you can sleep well."

Johnson stared at Susan with a dark face, regretful.

Returning to the field, the Supersonics' score was finally broken. Payton received a sudden point from Hawkins, shot a shot, and Kobe rushed to grab the rebound.

In the next second, he did not choose to pass the ball, but advanced quickly with the ball. Knowing that Kobe would not pass the ball to them, the O'Neal trio simply stayed in the backcourt and pretended to tie their shoelaces to cover it up. Only Zhou Yu Push forward vigorously.

The frontcourt quickly formed a two-on-three, and Payton's backcourt trio retreated quickly, giving the Lakers no chance for a fast break.

Facing Payton's marking, Kobe suddenly changed direction, accelerated and took a step back, taking a decisive three-pointer when he was free.

The basketball crossed a high parabola, and finally hit the net with a crisp sound!
"41:40", the Lakers were only one point behind the Sonics, and finally saw the dawn of catching up.

Zhou Yu secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Kobe played so unreasonably. The more difficult the shot, the easier it is to score. It belongs to the "cheap bone" type.

For the Sonics' next offensive, Hawkins was still the "captain of death", and Payton turned into a pitcher. What was jaw-dropping was that he made another three-pointer from the corner this time!
This is Payton's third three-pointer in this game, and he made three of three shots, with a [-]% hit rate!
"44:40", the point difference between the two sides widened again, and the momentum of the Lakers' catch-up and overtaking formed with great difficulty ended here.

O'Neal, who was eager to chase points, beat Kemp again, but unfortunately he was rewarded with a head-on cap. Payton picked up the ball and unceremoniously played a fast-break counterattack.

The ball was passed three times and directed twice, and Schramf, who was ambushing near the baseline, got an open three-pointer and made a steady hit!
"47:40", the Supersonics extended their lead to seven points, and this wave of "three-point rain" made the Lakers feel cold.

If it weren't for Zhou Yu playing a tiger and hitting a super long three-pointer more than one meter away from the top of the arc, the Supersonics would probably expand the point difference to double digits.

In the second half of the second quarter, both sides consumed a lot of energy, and their shooting percentage plummeted, causing the basket to be almost beaten into a "crooked neck tree".

At the end of the second quarter, the score was finally fixed at "59:55", the Sonics led the Lakers by four points, and the Zhou Yu duo and O'Neal trio were evenly divided at "12:12".

Back in the waiting room, Harris summarized the performance of his disciples in the second quarter. He believed that the Lakers' outside firepower still hadn't been brought into play, and they fell into a passive position. Pick and roll, sudden points, fast break, strengthen outside projection, strive to overtake the Supersonics as soon as possible, and lay the foundation for the final victory.

As for the performance of the two small teams, Harris believes that each has its own merits and is hard to distinguish. When it comes to specific players, Harris believes that O'Neal performed the best, scoring, rebounding, and assisting; Kobe is also remarkable, with long-range shots and mid-range shots. There are two brushes for breakthrough and layup, but Zhou Yu is not mentioned a word, and he is regarded as air, which is unique in the past.

Zhou Yu immediately jumped up and kicked the seat down, causing everyone to look sideways in shock.

"Wang, what are you doing, want to revolt?!"

Harris immediately lowered his face and asked in a cold voice.

"Coach, I want to go to the toilet, I can't hold it in anymore."

Zhou Yu covered his stomach with a pained expression.

"Remember to wash your hands well after going to the toilet, so as not to feel so bad."

Harris reminded lightly.

Zhou Yu nodded, then quickly left the lounge and went straight to the bathroom.

Squatting in the cubicle and smoking three cigarettes in a row, Zhou Yu felt much better. The "Battle of Tianwang Mountain" was too depressing. He had to guard against both opponents and teammates, which was miserable.

In fact, Zhou Yu was just urinating, and he came here just to have a quiet time, and borrow the smoke from the kitchen to relieve his fatigue.

But someone outside the door was not happy, probably because he couldn't hold back after eating something indigestible, coupled with the nervousness in the cubicle, he was so anxious that he knocked on the door continuously.

"People inside, if you want to smoke, can you come out to smoke, don't squat there and take up a good place."

The sound of dissatisfaction suddenly sounded, it was a low baritone voice.

"Can you control it? I'm used to this. If you have the ability, you go to the women's bathroom next door."

Zhou Yu said unhappily.

"Boy, your voice is very familiar, is it Wang Zhizhi?"

The people outside the door seemed to know Zhou Yu and asked quickly.

"So what, since you know Lao Tzu, you should know Lao Tzu's temper, get out of here quickly."

Zhou Yu said arrogantly.

"I'm Jerry Buss, you brat, do you still want to hang out with the Lakers?!"

The man outside said angrily.

When Zhou Yu heard this, it was like a thunderbolt, and under his impulsive mind, he couldn't even recognize the voice of Old Bath, and he couldn't imagine the consequences.

In a panic, he pulled up his pants and pushed open the door. Old Bus glared at him with a heavy face. Before he had time to say anything, he immediately got into the cubicle like a loach, and it seemed that he really couldn't hold back.

Zhou Yu walked out like a zombie, daring to humiliate his boss with bad language, it is estimated that his good days are coming to an end.

(End of this chapter)